Nothing could turn me away from you…

No frame.

No shoe commercial.

I’m fixated on your conversation…

It brings me great joy to hear your elation.

I like you the way I've seen…

Passing by,
or settling.

I don’t know why that would be a good idea…

I need you near.

I need you here...

But you move away at the pass of a check…

Keeps me in line.

Keeps me at bay...

She told me so clearly,

“Don’t listen to what I say.”

I return to the place
where my heart's been ripped out
so that everyone can see…

I look for the one
who will put it back in its place.

It’s well after midnight
and the world is not a friend…

It’s something you held close,
as it brought you to your end.

I wish to not pretend,
as she looks earnest enough...

It turned to me
out of a magazine
on a computer screen
that I had screened
within a dream.

I felt her hair brush against what I held near…

She was there,
but now she laughs...

Like she doesn’t have a care.

It’s all so sad,
but not the least bit…

Because how you're doing
is none of my business.